We are called to be holy because God, our Father, is holy.leviticus 20:261 peter 1:16

But all our good works are as filthy rags before Him.isaiah 64:6

But who then can be saved?mark 10:26

If you say with your mouth that Jesus Christ is Lord, and believe in your own heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.acts 4:12

Who then can ever keep Christ's love from us ? When we have trouble or calamity, when we are hunted down or destroyed, is it because He doesn't love us anymore ? And if we are hungry, or penniless, or in danger, or threatened with death, has God deserted us?
No... For I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from His love. Death can't and life can't. The angels won't, and all the powers of hell itself cannot keep God's love away. Our fears for today, our worries about tomorrow, or where we are - high above the sky, or in the deepest ocean - nothing will ever be able to separate us from the love of God demonstrated by our Lord Jesus Christ when He died for us.romans 8:35, 38-39

After washing His disciples' feet, Jesus said, I have given you an example to follow : do as I have done for you.john 13:15

I face forward,
But behind me drags
The daily lengthened list of my misdeeds,
Leg-ironed to my life,
Brake on every good intent.
I stumble,
Dragging the dead weight,
For death is last entry
On the dark brown list.
Before me, broken stones... and dreams.
Behind, relentless, unerased list.
Forward I cannot move,
Backward I dare not look.
And I cry falling...
"Lord have mercy on such a bounden sinner."

A searing cut, a rending to shreds.
I lift my head and dare to look
And nowhere stands condemning line.
"Where have they gone, Lord?"
"Behind My back, child,
Remembered against you no more."
I face forward,
First a step, and then a leap...
The prinsoner loosed, the captive free.
Lord Christ, keep me ever in this
Unbinding grace.

Jesus, before facing the temptations of today;
I declare my allegience to you, as Your servant and brother.
I proclaim my loyalty to you - You're my Master and rightfully so.
I assert my devotion to you - I'll keep on seeking You and Your will.
I affirm my reliance on you - it's good for me to need You

With solidity and joy, I ask you Jesus;
strengthen me in your power,
renew my mind in your perfection,
purify my heart in your love,
all so I might help others to experience the same!

Intrepid is going to leave now, to finish this exasperating, intense email reconfiguration ... hours from now I'll either be done, or dead.
ybiC - Just then God showed up and said, 'Silly Intrepid. Tonight you die. And your serverfull of email - who gets it?' "That's what happens when you fill your server with Self and not with God."
ybiC - ;^D

Louis_Wu turns around and screams.ybiC wonders whether ta git th'gun or run away run away
<Louis_Wu> If you can fight NodeReaper, go ahead. I don't think I can, so I run screamingjcwren mistook it for an Alanis Morrisette concert
<NodeReaper> ybiC is one of /my best friendsybiC knows how to treat a girl right.
<NodeReaper> ybiC takes me shopping at Victor Hugos Secret
<Louis_Wu> How romantic.ybiC spews coconut creme pie all over his monitor laughing
<@rocks> Why did you scream? And why do you need Nodereaper, Louis_Wu?Louis_Wu screamed because the NodeReaper was sneaking up behind somebody.
<ybiC> Oh, she sashays about the Monastery like that all the time. Nothing to fuss over.
<ybiC> She just takes the skinny supermodel theme to it's logical extreme/conclusion.

ybiC: Ah, that *does* look like a good read. You realize, of course, that Knuth is a committed Christian and that you're being brainwashed ;^D
Petruchio: Committed Christian... does this mean 'Christian who should be committed'? That's redundant. ;-)

"really write cheese?... thought was random trolls..."Well, it's only circumstantial but through Homeland Security Act, FBI carnivore logs track source to Da Burg. AgentM has an solid alibi, so who else could it be? *shrug*

Petruchio:
Jaa... you are like a little girly-coder... your code is so puny, it makes me sick!
Hear me now and believe me later... you must work your flabby little code.
I am writing you and telling you how to make your code... I am here to pump *clap* you up.